With the return of the television show Dallas, the city that everyone loves to hate is back.
But my Dallas,
the city where I lived for 16 years,
is a very different place.
I’ll be spending the month of July 2012 in Dallas, where my new play, NYC Coyote Existential, is being produced by Echo Theatre as part of the Festival of Independent Theaters.The Festival takes place at one of my favorite Dallas haunts, the Bath House Cultural Center at White Rock Lake. When I visited in early May for casting, a cormorant perched atop a piling in front of a hazy skyline.
Somewhere in the large park, coyotes prowled or waited for dusk. I didn’t see coyotes – although we looked. But I talked to people who have seen them or heard them calling.
My sightings were mostly of water birds, which abound around White Rock Lake.
Near the shoreline, ducklings massed,
wood ducks glided,
herons and egrets fished,
a blackbird vied with a flock of tiny ducklings for bits of bread,
and a mama mallard nested right by the path to the water.
The next day, in Harry S. Moss Park, a few miles north of the Lake, a lovely fox squirrel kept an eye on me.
I strolled the paths and the edge of the prairie.
Behind me was Royal Lane.
But there were better things to look at than the roadway.
Like a prairie with a distant cityscape.
I’ll be posting more from Dallas in July. See you then, little fox squirrel!